Ocean
The only thing missing from my life is happiness
The regret I feel is overwhelming and I feel as if I must confess
My entire world just came crashing down around me
And it feels as if I am unable to breathe
The faint sting of the tears running down each cheek
Right then left, no control, destroying me.
I try to run but I cannot move
Standing there, paralyzed, in an empty room
Thinking of what is to come in the next few days
I am not okay, I realize this now
Furrowing my brow,
What is left of me?
I cannot see
I am falling to the ground
As my heart pounds
Breaking slowly
Crying lowly
The warm blood leaving my slowly cooling body.
The thought of this sending chills down my back
I feel as if something is about to attack
My heart has broken far too many times to still beat
I walk along the shore as the tide rolls in, trip on my feet
I fall into the rushing water not fighting the current
Just let the water rush into my lungs
The sinking feeling; completely welcome
Suddenly realizing, Death will come
My heart stops
As I drop
The ocean is my home
The place I now roam
I feel safer here
Than I ever did breathing air
I am here, beneath the water, on the ocean floor
Not a care in the world
Death has taken my breath
And I am now all on my own.
Before I think it is all over
I am suddenly sober
The overwhelming feeling of being intoxicated
By the ocean water is slowly faded
I begin to feel as if I cannot die
I have more to live on and look forward,
Gazing up at the sky
I push onward
Struggling to keep my head above the water
I feel as if this slaughter
Is something I must encounter.
As I drift to the surface
I feel your touch and lose all purpose
The thought that death
Must take my breathe
Just for happiness to overcome the great sadness
All of the madness
I feel safe in your arms
My skin burns
I must now learn
To cope with this depression
I have far too many questions
Though for now
The negative thoughts which flood my mind I cannot allow
I realize now that I only want you here
Fighting off all of my fears.
I am glad you haven't left
My heart's theft
It is not my time to say goodbye.
-///_·)
YOU ARE READING
The Best and The Worst of Me
Poetrysad/depressing/happy poems about me and my past, my family and my friends, my loves and my losses.